"I hadn't disappointed you before last night? You've always wanted me to suck you off and, although I ate your cum, I still haven't done that."
There was that vulnerability, the desire for approval, that had become so common since she revealed her need to be a voyeur. I was going to have to give her a lot of psychological support through this time until she was confident in my love for her again. It was a bit frustrating since my love for her had not wavered it had strengthened. She couldn't believe a man could be so supportive of a woman with needs like hers. I had my work cut out for me.
I reached out for her hand and we smiled at each other. "Jenny, my love, you have never disappointed me in bed. What you did last night is just a sign that we are growing together as a couple. I love you more because you are willing to learn new ways to satisfy me."
"I have an idea," she began, "since the next time I suck your cock I plan to have you cum in my mouth then why don't we go see Vicki so I can show her that I can satisfy my man just as much as she can?"
"So do you want to go this weekend?" I asked, "I'm already anticipating this blowjob and I don't think I can wait another week."
"Yes, I will call her and make plans."
"Ok, but the first time I cum this weekend has to be in your mouth. That will be my largest load if I don't abuse myself before then," I said with a grin.
"Great, now get back to work. I'd like to leave after lunch on Friday." She took her coffee and went to the bathroom to finish getting dressed.
Jenny kissed me goodbye and started to leave. "Don't be late today," I told her, "I want to take you shopping."
"You WANT to take me shopping?" she asked, "What do you have planned?"
"You'll see, now off to work with you."
She closed the door behind herself and I went back to work. I planned to take her shopping for a sexy outfit to wear this weekend and some new sex toys for our playtime.
I worked until about 11 am and then took my shower and fixed a sandwich for lunch. Back to work, I received a text from Jenny at about 3 pm.
I'm wrapped for the day, can you knock off early?
I was in the process of writing a report that was due the next week and I was nearly done. An hour less today wouldn't make any difference in meeting my deadline.
I responded, Yes.
I knew she'd be home in about 30 minutes so I began wrapping things up with work and changed clothes to get ready to go out. She arrived home right when I expected her. She touched up her makeup and off we went.
In the car, she asked, "So where are we going?"
"I want to get some sexy clothes for you, and maybe..."
"Maybe what? What do you have in mind, you naughty man?"
"Maybe some new toys," I said
"Oooooh, that's exciting! So I get to help pick out what you plan to use on me?"
"And you on me."
"This is exciting. So are we going across town to the big adult store by the Interstate?"
"Yes, they have just about anything you can imagine, I figured it might be a one-stop shop for tonight. If we can find you a sexy outfit there then we'll go to one of the stores in the mall."
"Sounds good to me!"
We chatted about our days on the drive and before long arrived at our destination.
Inside the store, we began by looking at dresses. There was every type of dress on their racks. Everything from evening gowns to sundresses and even sexy bridal styles and cosplay.
"Since it's fall, and I want to get something I'll wear when we go out, I want to get something with three-quarter sleeves or longer. And nothing too short either," she said.
"Well, there goes my plan of dressing you like a slut," I said.
"Oh we can do that too if you want," she said with a grin.
We looked through the racks for about thirty minutes and then we found a dress we could agree on. It was navy blue and had a white tulip design that looked like it had been painted on. It had three-quarter sleeves and was midi-length, the skirt was tiered with the hem falling about two inches above her knees. She went into the fitting room to try it on. She emerged looking like a dichotomy. Simultaneously looking innocent and seductive. There was something about that dress that attracted me. We could walk into any restaurant or attend any party. She stood there smiling.
"You're going to love this," she said as she reached under the first tier of the skirt.
As I said, the skirt was tiered, but what I didn't know what that it had an interesting feature, the lower tiers were attached to the dress by velcro hidden under the upper tier. While standing in front of me she pulled off the lower tier and suddenly I wanted to take her right there. Suddenly, she was wearing a micro-length pencil skirt with a peplum waist, going from respectable to slutty in a matter of seconds.
"That's the dress! It will look fantastic on the floor next to our bed as I ravish you."
She giggled, "I feel so sexy."
"You look so sexy, how about some new shoes?" I asked.
"Of course! And some stockings too. And panties?" she leaned in close, "Will I need panties?"
"Well if we're going somewhere respectable then yes, you'll need panties. But nothing says they can't be sexy panties."
We found a pair of silver high-heel sandals that she loved, as well as a pair of thigh-high stay-up stockings. The stockings package said the color was champagne, all I knew was that they were going to look fantastic on her legs with that dress. Next, we looked for panties. Again, the selection was amazing. For days when she was supposed to be the nice girl, we bought a couple of pairs of white lace boyfriend shorts style. And for the naughty nights, we selected a g-string, white with two strands of pearls that were pretending to be the crotch. I was getting hard just thinking about her wearing this outfit.
We gathered our selections, took them to the cashier, and asked her to hold them while we continued to shop.
"I have one of these dresses, did you try it on and learn its secret?" she asked.
"I did," said Jenny, then with a nod towards me, "I thought he might take me back there in the dressing room."
The cashier giggled. "I understand why, you have the figure for this dress. I hope we don't show up at the same party wearing this."
I couldn't resist, "We could have a party at our place and you could both wear the dress. I wouldn't mind finding out how two of them look on the floor next to my bed."
Jenny punched me on the shoulder.
"That could be awkward," giggled the cashier, "besides, I like girls." She looked at Jenny when she said that.
Jenny blushed. "We should finish our shopping," she said to me then walked away.
"Is she your wife?" asked the cashier.
"Yes."
She looked me up and down. "I could agree to satisfy you if I could get with her."
"I'll keep that in mind," I said as I turned to follow my wife.
I found her back in the sex toy section. She had a big dick in her hands.
"Arranging a threesome with the cashier now?" she asked.
"You heard her, she likes girls, and she likes you in particular."
"Well, I guess you now have new fodder for your fantasies."
She was admiring the dick in her hands. It was large with veins running up the shaft and balls on the end.
"This reminds me of Brad, you know, the guy that was fucking Vicki." She was fondling the fake dick, running her fingers up and down the shaft.
"Wow, no wonder she enjoyed having him fuck her, that thing is huge."
"It's not so much the length, no woman can take all this in although the vision in her mind might say she is, it's the girth. Brad spread her so wide."
"Do you want it?"
"Yes... but no. I'm not spending that much on a fake cock," she put it back on the shelf and moved on, "Besides, I know where Brad works."
Did my wife just admit that she wants to fuck big-dick Brad?
We spent about 30 minutes looking at toys. We ended up buying three, both female and male vibrators that are app-controlled and let you stimulate your partner from anywhere, and a mini wand for those up close and personal times. Regarding the vibrators, Jenny had said we could make each other cum when I'm away on a trip.
We took our purchases to the cashier. She rang us up and I paid. She winked at me as took my card back from her.
The next afternoon we both knocked off work early and headed North to Vicki's condo. Four hours later we arrived. Sitting in the driveway, Jenny and I had a brief conversation about what was about to happen.
"Are we ready for this?" I asked.
"I am," said Jenny, "I'm excited about this weekend. I get to see you and my sister fuck again, and don't forget, you're going to cum in my mouth."
"Oh, I haven't forgotten. That blowjob is what I'm most excited for."
"Even more than burying your cock in my sister? I find that hard to believe."
"Well, believe it. I'm excited because it's something you and I have never shared before. You are my wife, after all."
She looked out the windshield and grinned and then looked at me.
"We'd better do that tonight then. Do you want us both to suck on you?"
"That's up to you, but my cum is reserved for you. I want to feel your tongue on me as I empty myself into your mouth."
"What about the rest of the weekend? Anything in particular you want?" she asked.
"This is your fantasy come to life. I'll do whatever you want."
"Would you like to spend the night in Vicki's bed?"
"What would you expect us to do alone in her room? I've already slept with her in our guest bed. Regardless, not tonight. After I cum in your mouth I want to fall asleep with you."
"I just thought you might want some intimate alone time with her."
"You're the woman I love, she's the woman I fuck, I don't need intimate alone time with her. I only slept with her that night because she asked," I told her, "What do you expect of me sexually? Will you just be watching or will you participate?"
"I want to participate, like last time. Start and end with just the two of you."
"Good, with all your blowjob practice I've only fucked you once in the last three weeks. I need to fuck my wife this weekend."
When Vicki opened the door felt my cock stir in my pants. She was wearing a jewel-tone green satin crop top and a matching pair of lounge pants. Her nipples were visible through the clingy material and they were at full attention. Her blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her lips were dressed up with a shade of coral, and her fingernails matched. My eyes consumed her from head to toe. And speaking of toes, she was barefoot and her tiny size six feet were adorned with the same shade of coral nail polish. I could see a small jeweled strand peeking out from the hem of her pants, I guessed that was an ankle bracelet, and she wore toe rings on the second toe of each foot.
"Hey, Jenny! Good to see you again. I see you brought me some good dick for this weekend."
"I did," giggled Jenny as she hugged her sister, "I hope you're not getting tired of this one."
"Oh, no, I hope that I'm just getting started with this one," Vicki said in a low growl, "Come in, I have dinner ready for us."
We chatted over dinner, avoiding the talk of sex, but when Vicki bent over to put the used dishes in the dishwasher as I was standing there behind her, I could not resist pressing against her gorgeous ass. She softly moaned and pressed back against me.
"Seems that we think alike, Bryan. I was hoping to get started soon," she said, then stood up, pressing her entire body against me and laying her head against my shoulder. She turned her head to look up at me and whispered, "I need to feel your cock in me."
Jenny took the used dishes from my hands and finished loading the dishwasher while Vicki turned to face me and we dove into each other's mouths. My cock was already at full attention when Vicki reached for it and squeezed it. Her task finished, Jenny stood close. Her nostrils flared and her breathing became ragged, she was turned on by the scene unfolding in front of her.
"We need to move to the bedroom," she softly moaned.
"I have a better idea," I said, looking into Jenny's eyes, "Why don't we re-enact that first time? When you snuck in on Vicki and Brad."
Vicki squealed with delight, "Oooh, yes! Let's do it, sis!" Then took both of our hands and led us into the living room to stand in front of the sofa. "If I remember we were both naked. Is that right?" she said, looking at Jenny.
"Yes," Jenny croaked, the word catching in her throat.
"And you peeked around the corner. You were wearing shorts, just like today!"
Jenny nodded.
"Okay, stud. Let's get naked for our little voyeur," Vicki continued as she lifted her top over her head causing her bare breasts to bounce. Jenny was frozen in place.
"But, what about my new skill, Bryan? When can I show her?" Jenny asked.
"New skill?" Vicki asked excitedly, "Has my baby sister been experimenting?"
"She has," I said, "and she's learned something new. It involves me cumming, so I'm afraid we might have to wait until tomorrow for our little re-enactment. I promised her my first load of cum this weekend."
"Oh, no! I need cock and I need it tonight! Can't she do it with my cum on you? Can you make me cum but hold back your seed for my baby sister?"
"I'm game, what about you, Jenny?" I asked.
Jenny nodded. "That's okay, but you promised."
"Great!" Vicki exclaimed.
"So we're going to rush this, just get naked and go at it?" I asked.
"Yes, that's how Brad and I did it. It was fast and hard and nasty. Get your clothes off!"
In a matter of moments, Vicki and I were both naked. She sat on the sofa and reached for my cock, wrapped her fingers around it, and tugged me toward her waiting mouth.
"You first saw me sucking Brad's cock, right sis?"
Jenny nodded. She was already touching herself through the shorts she was wearing. I knew she had to be wet beyond belief, watching her sister and me re-enacting the moment that she discovered her voyeurism kink, but not having to hide this time.
My cock was at full attention, the veins protruding and the head was purple. Pre-cum was already leaking down the shaft and as Vicki pulled on it, another drop formed at the slit. She flattened her tongue against my balls and with one stroke she licked up to the head. When she reached my glans she pointed her tongue into that sensitive spot where shaft and head meet. I groaned loudly as bolts of pleasure shot down my shaft and exploded in my balls. She wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and swirled her tongue around, licking up all the salty pre-cum, before driving her lips down my shaft. Jenny had gotten good and sucking cock, but Vicki is a cocksucking master. I sucked in a ragged breath as she began bobbing on my cock while wet slurping and gagging sounds filled the room. I grabbed her hair and set the pace, I could feel her saliva running over my sack as she went hard as pleasing me. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and I pulled her head back as I took a small step away from her.
"Surely you're not trying to steal the cum meant for your sister," I panted.
"I just really need your cock tonight," Vicki said sweetly, "and if that means you cum for me instead of her then, oh well."
"Maybe we should just stop then, let Jenny show you her skill?"
"NO! Please, Bryan. It's been weeks since I felt you in me and I need it. You created a monster that weekend and the monster needs to be fed."
"Fine, but I'm in control, understood? I promised my wife that she could have my first cum this weekend, and I'm keeping that promise. You'll do as I say or we'll stop and you won't get fed until tomorrow. Now, if I remember the story correctly, you knelt on the sofa and Brad fucked you doggy style, correct? So get on your knees, slut."
Vicki spun around and assumed the position he had for Brad that day, knees on the cushion, arms crossed on the back of the sofa with her head laid on them. I looked over a Jenny. She had one hand up her shirt playing with her tit, and the other hand in her shorts, no doubt covered in her grool.
"Get undressed, my little pervert. This show is all for you and you might as well enjoy it to the fullest. I want to watch your touch yourself just like you did that day, while I fuck your sister. Then you're going to show her what you can do now," I ordered Jenny. She hesitated, just standing there touching herself while I rubbed the head of my cock between Vicki's lips.
"Jenny!" I said firmly, causing her to flinch. "Get undressed."
That snapped her out of the trance she was in and soon she was naked. I reached out to her, took her hand, and pulled her in for a kiss. A passionate, tongue-dancing kiss. Tired of the teasing, Vicki pressed back against the tip of my cock, trying to take it into her wetness.
"I said I'm in charge, slut," I growled as I smacked her ass, "I decide when I put it in you."
I looked at Jenny, who was watching the tip of my cock get wetter and wetter as I dragged it up and down her sister's dripping slit. "This is what you want, isn't it my love? You want to watch as I fuck your sister."
"Yes," she said hoarsely, "I want to watch you put your cock in her and enjoy yourself. Make her cum and then give me your cock, don't spill yourself in her. Please?"
"I promise," I smiled, "now stand here close and watch me pleasure myself in your sister."
I wrapped an arm around Jenny's waist, holding her close as I slowly entered Vicki. As I gave Vicki just the head, they both moaned. Then I slowly gave it all to Vicki, inch-by-inch, while Jenny watched.
When I was fully in her sister, I asked Jenny, "Do you like that? Watching me disappear into your sister?"
She gasped and nodded, "Yes."
"Now watch as I pull my cock out, it's going to be very wet."
I pulled out just as slowly as I had entered, exposing my glistening cock to Jenny's gaze. When I slipped the head out, Vicki whimpered.
"Watch her lips closely, see how they open for me," I told Jenny as I rubbed it between Vicki's lips again and then pressed it back into her. She sucked in a sharp breath as Vicki's lips parted and wrapped around my shaft.
"She's so wet for you, your cock is so shiny," Jenny observed breathlessly, "You enjoy fucking her, don't you?"
"I do enjoy fucking her, thank you for giving me this gift," I said, looking down at my wife. She looked into my eyes and smiled softly.
"You're welcome," she responded then opened her mouth for a brief kiss, "Fuck my sister, Bryan, and make her cum on your cock."
"Touch yourself and watch my cock as I fuck her, Jenny," I told her, "I want you to cum with her."
She took up where she'd left off, one hand tweaking a nipple, the other between her legs. I began to slowly thrust in and out of Vicki, once again enjoying the feeling of my sister-in-law's hot, wet tunnel. Within minutes they were both groaning with pleasure and I could feel Vicki squeezing me so I stopped thrusting.
"Touch yourself and ride my cock, slut," I told her. She reached between her legs and I felt her fingers caress my balls, tickling and squeezing them, before slipping up my shaft to her hard clit. With her finger rubbing her clit it wasn't long before Vicki was quivering and moaning as she slammed back against me. She was beyond the point of no return and her orgasm soon shook her body.
"Cum with her, my love," I said to Jenny, "Be a good girl and cum for me." That sent her over the edge and I felt her body spasm as she drove her fingers in and out of her wetness. Soon they were both moaning my name and when they were both spent Jenny sagged against me while Vicki pressed back, hoping to keep my cock inside. I pulled out, causing her to groan.
"Show your sister what you can do," I told Jenny, "Show her what you've been practicing."
Jenny sat on the sofa and Vicki collapsed next to her. Both of them were breathing hard. When I sidestepped so I was in front of Jenny, she reached up and grabbed my cock. Vicki's cream formed a white ring around the root of my shaft and Jenny began by licking it off. Her tongue and lips felt amazing on me, and I thought about what was to come - me, in my wife's mouth for the first time. Just thinking about spilling my seed on her tongue drew a moan from my throat.
With Vicki's cream cleaned from my cock, Jenny began slow licks from root to tip. She would flick her tongue along the bottom of my cap, causing my cock to flinch.
"Good technique, sis," Jenny said, sitting up next to Jenny and watching closely,
"You've been practicing?"
"Yes, a lot," moaned Jenny as she wrapped her lips around the head. I felt her tongue swirling.
"That's not the best part," I told Vicki, "The finish is going to be pretty spectacular."
"Oooohhhh, I can't wait! Suck it, sis. Suck that beautiful cock."
"Yeah, Jenny, I can't wait either. Suck it and show your sister what you can do," I groaned and grabbed a handful of Jenny's hair. I began fucking her face and she wrapped a thumb and forefinger around my root. Soon she was drooling around my cock as her lips and fingers worked me to the edge.
"Cumming," I groaned, which caused my wife to work my cock even harder. As she felt the first jet of semen fill her mouth she took me deep and moaned on my cock. Vicki squealed as my cock throbbed between Jenny's lips.
"That's it, sis! Suck all the cum out of him! Let him fill your mouth and coat your tongue with his seed! Fuck that's so hot to watch!"
She was right, it was so hot to watch. It was even hotter to experience it. For the first time, I came in my wife's mouth. The woman who up until recently would do anything other than taste my cum now had a full load in her mouth. She'd become a cum slut - my cum slut. At that moment I fell even more in love with Jenny.
When I ceased throbbing, Jenny milked the last drops of cum from my softening cock and pulled off. Vicki and I both looked at her and with a smile on her face, she swallowed.
"Omigod, sis! Did you just swallow a load of cum? Yes!"
Jenny opened her mouth to show her sister that she had, indeed, swallowed. Vicki grabbed her face and kissed her, slipping her tongue into Jenny's mouth to taste what was left of my discharge. After some time, they broke their kiss and looked into each other's eyes as they panted and smiled.
"Welcome to the sisterhood of the cum sluts," Vicki giggled, "How many times have you done that?"
"I've eaten his cum off my face once, but that was the first time he's cum in my mouth."
"Oh fuck! We need to celebrate, don't you think, Bryan? I have some bubbly."
She headed for the kitchen while I just stood there, weak in the knees, in awe of the women with me. My wife had just let me cum in her mouth for the first time and then swallowed my cum, then she and her sister engaged in a passionate kiss, with lots of tongues involved, as they shared the taste in my wife's mouth. As Vicki re-entered the room with a bottle of Prosecco and three glasses, I sat on the sofa next to Jenny. She turned to me with a questioning look on her face. I knew the question she wanted the answer to but was afraid to ask.
"That, my love, was amazing," I whispered, "I hope you choose to do that again."
Vicki popped the cork on the wine just as Jenny smiled demurely and nodded.
"Here's to the newest cum slut in the family!" Vicki shouted as the raised the bottle.
We sat around sipping the Prosecco until we finished the bottle and then we all retired to bed, Vicki in her bed, Jenny and I in the guest room.
I spooned my wife, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close.
"You're the air that I breathe," I whispered to her.
"Did I please you?" she asked.
"Oh, babe, yes. You always please me, but letting me cum in your mouth, that's the ultimate intimate act. I hope I can enjoy the experience again, but if not, I'll still die a
happy man as long as you're mine."
She wriggled against me and giggled, "You're the air that I breathe."
We fell asleep cuddled together in the middle of the bed, and I couldn't help but reflect on how things had changed in our lives. We were growing ever closer in our love, our sex life had taken a definite turn for the better, Jenny and her sister seemed to be getting closer now that Vicki and I were lovers, and I had two sexy women to satisfy me. I fell asleep with my wife in my arms, there was nowhere else I'd rather be.
The next morning I once again woke with my cock in a warm wet place. This time there was no confusion about who it was since the covers were thrown back and Vicki's head bobbed on my cock.
"Fuuuckk, that feels so good. Jenny's trying but she has a ways to go before she can challenge your skill level," I groaned, "Speaking of my wife, where is she?"
Vicki stopped her ministrations on my cock briefly to respond.
"She's in the kitchen having coffee. I was told that since I didn't have the opportunity to cum yesterday, I can have you all to myself this morning."
"That's nice. So are you going to swallow this morning? While I wouldn't mind that, I'd prefer to fill your pussy."
"Oh, you're going to fill my pussy - after you eat it. But first I want to taste you leaking onto my tongue."
"Take your time," I sighed.
She continued with a leisurely tongue bath on my cock and balls, it felt exquisite. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Jenny slurping on my cock, it would be amazing if I could get blowjobs like this at home as well as from Vicki. Now that Jenny had let me cum in her mouth I had a craving for more of her.
After several more minutes of sucking my cock, Vicki crawled up me and told me to stick my tongue out, then promptly spread her lips open and sat on my face. Oh, how I missed her taste. Similar to Jenny but with subtle differences, and larger, meatier lips. I devoured her, licking and thrusting my tongue into her entrance, licking and sucking her clit. After a few minutes, she quivered on my face, clamping my head between her thighs, and let out a low moan.
"You have an amazing skill with your tongue, stud," she purred as she slipped down my body, "and now I'm going to try your cock."
With her pelvis now over mine, she reached between us and grasped my cock, giving it a squeeze and a few tugs to get it hard before dragging the head between her lips. She pressed her lips to mine and as we kissed, she slowly impaled herself on me. I swallowed her moan as she slid down my shaft and her meaty lips reached my root.
"Fuck, I love that cock of yours," she panted and began riding up and down. "I want your cum deep inside me this time. I want to feel you throbbing in me and feel the heat spreading inside me as you spill yourself between these lips."
"Mmmm, seems you're in charge, so whatever you want," I grinned.
She rode me slowly, sliding the length of my shaft and rocking her pelvis, grinding her nub against me. As we fucked we looked into each other's eyes. I was momentarily lost in hers, deep blue surrounding an unfathomable black disc.
"Where are you, lover boy? Are you with me?" she asked after what I'm guessing was several minutes.
"I'm here," I responded, snapping out of my trance, "just lost in the pleasure and passion of the moment." Looking back into her eyes, I sensed her impending orgasm in the flutter of her eyelids.
"Be a good girl and cum for me, I want to feel the ripples inside you," I whispered and smiled. "You're such a great fuck, Vicki."
Encouraged by my words she was riding me a bit more urgently now. "That's a good girl, ride my cock. Make yourself cum on me."
She began to moan as she stirred herself on my shaft.
"Fuck me, Vicki. Be a bad girl and fuck your sister's husband. Ride my cock, you slut.
Cum for me!"
Nonsensical sounds, mixed with a low moan, escaped her lips as she lost control and spasmed on me. "Fuck," she whispered as she collapsed onto my chest. As her body relaxed I felt the ripples of her tunnel around my cock. We lay there for several minutes, my unsatisfied cock still stiffly invading her, as she recovered from her orgasm. To keep myself hard I slowly stroked in and out.
"You didn't cum," she whispered against my neck as she kissed there.
"I did not, but I will whenever you're ready for another go."
"You drive me crazy, you know. Is this how you are with my sister?"
"I've been fucking your sister for years, ever since we started dating. And I've fantasized about fucking you for just as many years. Jenny and I have a great sex life, and it's only getting better since she let me satisfy my desire for you. But to be honest, sex with you is even more enjoyable. I think it's because of the release of all those years of pent-up lust. We'll probably tire of each other after we work through our mutual need."
She continued kissing my neck and shoulder. "You're the best lover I've ever had. I don't see how I could ever tire of you."
I chuckled softly, "That's just your pussy talking, it does have a hard cock in it."
"Take me slowly, Bryan. Don't concern yourself with anything other than your release. I want to feel you spill yourself inside me."
"You want me to use you for my pleasure? Like a woman I've bought?"
She giggled, "Yes, enjoy me, just leave payment on the nightstand."
I rolled us onto our sides, keeping myself firmly planted inside her, and pulled one leg over my thigh. This gave me easy access to pleasure myself in her, and at the same time gave me the ability to kiss her and fondle her breasts.
She let out a deep sigh as I began to slowly thrust into her, and put my lips to work on her neck. I reached for a nipple and took it between my fingers, causing it to grow into a hard pebble, but she soon pulled my hand away.
"I've already cum, it's your turn," she whispered into my mouth as we continued to kiss. "I want you to concentrate on the feeling of being inside me, Bryan. Implant the sensation in your brain so that you can never forget what it feels like inside your wife's sister. It feels good, doesn't it, Bryan."
"Yes," I croaked into her neck as I concentrated on the sensation of being sleeved in her as I slowly drug my crown in and out. With every other stroke, I fully withdrew and then entered her again. My crown was incredibly sensitive, and each time I pulled out was like dropping over the peak of a rollercoaster, reentry took me up the slow climb to the next peak.
"You like the feeling don't you, the parting of my lips, entering me, the feel of my lips as they press against the root of your gorgeous cock when you fill me up."
"Yes... oh fuck, yes," I groaned.
"I can't get enough of you, Bryan. I can't believe I'm such a slut for my sister's husband, but here we are, enjoying each other while she's just steps away. She knows what we're doing, can you believe it? All these years that we've wanted each other, fantasized about each other, not knowing that she wanted this as badly as we did, that she wanted to watch us please each other."
"Yes," I groaned. I was rapidly approaching my climax as she continued her monologue.
"This feels so good, Bryan. My fantasies are coming true. Pour yourself into me, let me feel the heat of your lust. I want to feel you throbbing deep inside me. Cum for me, Bryan. Spill your seed in me. C'mon lover, give it to me."
I managed to croak out, "I'm cumming," just before I tipped over the peak of the coaster, buried the full length of my shaft into her hot tunnel, and pulsed into her.
"Mmm, that's it, stud, give me all your cum," she whispered as he held me tightly. I groaned and quivered as I spilled the last of my seed into her, then collapsed in her arms.
"I love you, Bryan," she whispered so softly I almost missed it.
"Mmm, I love you too, my sweet sister-in-law."
She placed her fingers under my chin and tilted my head up, looking me directly in the eyes.
"No, you don't understand, Bryan. I am in love with you. I have been for years. The way you treat Jenny, the way you treat me, I didn't want it to happen but it did, and now I can't help it. If our situation had been different back then, if we were closer in age, if I weren't married, and if Jenny wasn't so in love with you, I might have tried to steal you away from her. If I had known back then that you were such a fantastic lover, I might have thrown everything away to be with you."
"This is wrong, Vicki. You shouldn't feel this way. Besides, I'll never leave Jenny, she's my everything. I can't return your feelings."
"I understand, but I can't help how I feel."
"She's vulnerable right now, I can sense it in our conversations. If she knew how you feel it might crush her."
"She knows."
"She knows?"
"Yes, she's known for years. We share everything, particularly when it comes to you. When she told me all those years ago that she had a fantasy of watching us I promised that I wouldn't let anything happen, I didn't want her to feel that I was going to try to steal you from her. I was married at the time, remember?"
"Then why are you telling me this now? I thought this was just sex, but now I find out that you have feelings. I don't know that we can continue this."
"She wants this, us, remember? She wants to watch us, wants us to be the stars of her personal porn show."
"Does she know that you're professing your love for me this morning?"
Vicki laughed softly, "Didn't I just tell you that she and I share everything, particularly when it involves you? Yes, she knows, she encouraged me to confess to you."
"Why?"
"Because I want this to last," Jenny said from the doorway. Vicki and I had not heard her approach. She was barefoot, and her feet barely whispered on the carpet as she entered the room and sat on the bed.
"I want us to last, the three of us, together," she continued, "No jealousy, no fear, and no more secrets."
"What? Like a throuple?" I asked.
"Before we get into that, there is one more secret that Vicki and I need to share with you," Jenny said, looking at Vicki, who was still lying next to me, her leg over my thigh and my soft cock drooling onto her inner thigh.
Jenny opened her robe, revealing she was naked underneath. I had been sure she'd worn pajamas to bed last night. She dropped her robe and joined us on the bed as Vicki rolled onto her back. What happened next shocked me, but deep down I wasn't surprised. Things that had happened recently between the two sisters had raised my suspicions but this morning all was revealed.
Jenny crawled over the top of Vicki and planted a passionate kiss on her lips. Vicki moaned and opened her mouth, allowing Jenny's tongue to enter and soon the sounds of a wet kiss fill the room. Vicki's hands began to roam Jenny's body and after a bit, they settled on her tits. She gently massaged them, then pinched and pulled Jenny's nipples, eliciting a squeal and increasing passion in the kiss.
I was so incredibly turned on by what was unfolding next to me on the bed. My wife and her sister were making out mere inches from me. I'd had my suspicions. They'd kissed when Vicki shared the taste of my precum with Jenny, there had been the sounds of them kissing when Vicki sat on my face and Jenny on my cock, and the time Jenny kissed my balls while I was buried in her sister. Then it hit me, they both had asked what the other tasted like during my private moments with each sister. Did they truly not know? How far were they going to go this morning?
Just as I wondered how far this would go, Jenny broke their kiss and moved up slightly, placing a nipple in Vicki's eager mouth. She gasped as Vicki sucked it into her mouth briefly, then moved her head and took Jenny's other nipple between her lips and sucked it as well. Back and forth she went, from one breast to the other. When Jenny moaned loudly I noticed that Vicki's hand was between Jenny's legs. I moved behind them on the bed and could clearly see two of Vicki's fingers slowly sliding in and out between Jenny's wet lips. Her thumb was circling Jenny's clit. In moments, Jenny shuddered and placed her hand over Vicki's forcing her fingers deep inside. I could tell that Vicki's fingers were curling inside her sister, rubbing her G-spot. Jenny's shudder turned into a spasm and she groaned as she came.
Jenny took a moment to recover from her orgasm before beginning to kiss down Vicki's body, pausing to give her ample breasts attention. Jenny kissed each breast and then sucked each nipple, taking each gently between her teeth and tugging. Vicki responded with a gasp followed by a soft moan each time Jenny tugged. My cock was growing hard at the scene unfolding before me, and I began to stroke it slowly.
Jenny slowly kissed her way down Vicki's body, planting wet kisses from her chest to her pelvis. What happened next caused my heart to skip a few beats. Jenny slid two fingers into her sister's cum-filled cunt, pulled them out, and looked at me, then slipped her cummy fingers into her mouth and licked them clean, moaning as she did so.
"You and my sister taste good together," she said after taking her fingers from her mouth, "Better than she and Brad did."
"You ate Brad's cum out of her?" I asked in amazement.
Jenny nodded, "Once."
Jenny then grabbed Vicki's legs, raising them toward her chest, and began to eat my cum that was drooling out of Vicki. Vicki moaned and writhed as Jenny licked and sucked her pussy clean. When Jenny slipped her fingers back in, Vicki began to cum. She groaned and shuddered as Jenny fucked her with her fingers while assaulting her clit with her tongue. In short order Vicki stiffened, her back arched, her breathing became ragged and she shouted, "Jenny!", before collapsing on the bed.
While Vicki lay there panting, recovering from her orgasm, Jenny looked at me and saw I was nearly ready to cum. She moved over and took my cock in her hand, replacing my own.
"Was that hot?" she asked.
All I could do was nod.
"Do you want to kiss me? Taste you and my sister on my lips?" she asked, not really waiting for an answer. She planted her lips on mine and slipped her tongue into my mouth.
I had grown accustomed to the taste of my cock, and my precum, in Jenny's mouth over the past few weeks, but this was different. The taste of my cum was strong, but mixed with Vicki's nectar it created a heady mixture that was sweet yet salty, tangy yet bitter. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in, she needn't have bothered because I wasn't going anywhere. She eventually broke the kiss and wrapped her lips around my aching cock. She swirled her tongue around the head and sucked, causing me to throb out what little cum I had left. She raised her head and smiled at me, opened her mouth to show a small pool of my cum, and then swallowed.
While Jenny was draining me of the last of my seed, Vicki had crawled up beside her and was watching Jenny's lips as they engulfed my crown. Once Jenny showed me her empty mouth, Vicki took Jenny's chin in her hand and pulled her in for another kiss. There they were, inches from my face, their lips meeting, then withdrawing, but their tongues engaged regardless. I leaned in and their mouths welcomed me into a three-way kiss, filled with passion.
"It's your turn to cum, little one," Vicki whispered to Jenny, then gently laid her back and crawled atop her.
I was seeing the same scene as before being played out in front of me, only this time, Vicki was the aggressor and Jenny the willing offering. As before, they shared more kisses before Vicki hung her generous tits in front of Jenny's mouth, who enthusiastically kissed and suckled them. Vicki's large nipples grew hard as Jenny took them gently in her teeth and tugged. I noticed that Jenny was fondling her sister's wet cunt, and when she slipped two fingers in, Vicki groaned and shook with pleasure.
Jenny rolled her sister onto her back and sat on her face. At first, she sat upright, grinding her wetness on Vicki's tongue, and her clit on Vicki's nose. She came with a gentle orgasm that ended with a sigh, then leaned forward while Vicki continue her assault on her sister's cunt. I laid between Vicki's legs, giving me a perfect view of Jenny's cunt as Vicki licked and sucked it.
The scent rising from between Vicki's legs was too much to resist, so while Vicki was tongue-fucking my wife, I put my tongue to work on her. I nibbled her meaty lips and probed her folds, then moved to her clit, flicking it with my tongue.
I couldn't believe what was happening here. The two sisters, one my wife, were lost in sapphic love as I ate traces of my cum from my sister-in-law's sopping wet cunt. A cunt that I had now plundered many times. My wife, who was riding her sister's tongue, now had my cum in her stomach. Just a few short months ago I would have scoffed at anyone who suggested that any of this would ever happen, yet here we were, sweaty and moaning, all on the same mattress, exploring what two women and a man could do together if there was love and trust.
Throuple is such a stupid made-up word. There's already a beautiful phrase in French that perfectly describes what Vicki and I want, the three of us to be more than just people who have sex with each other. What we want is a ménage à trois, a true household of three, with commitment to each other. Though we can't legally marry we do want to have a ceremony, even if it's just the three of us, and we want vows."
The three of us were sitting around the kitchen table, sipping wine. I wasn't at all sure that Vicki had enough wine in her pantry to help me through this conversation. Things had become a bit awkward after our bedroom session and Vicki's confession of love. She and Jenny had years to come to terms with their feelings but it was new to me. I felt like I was on a small boat on the ocean and a meteor had just struck nearby. One thing that had become clear to me, I now understood Jenny's desire to watch people have sex. The experience is not at all like watching porn, it's unscripted and raw, and you can smell the passion. I wanted to watch them again, and again, join them, and unleash our passion for each other. But love another woman? That was unfathomable. Jenny was my life and I'd never considered leaving her.
"We both love you, Bryan, we both want to be with you," Vicki said as they each took one of my hands.
"Jenny, I don't know that I can love another woman, even if it is your sister. Yes, sex with her is great -."
"He thinks I'm a better lover," Vicki interrupted with a smile.
"Wow, you really mean no secrets, don't you," I shook my head and scowled at her.
"All the more reason for you to want her to move in," Jenny looked at me, "I'm not surprised that you feel that way. I've seen the two of you together after all. It's obvious to me that you two have more passion than you and I do, and I don't care. I want the two of you to have those experiences. Besides, our sex life has improved since you two started having sex. Why wouldn't I want better sex with my husband?"
"Move in? You want to be a household of three, living together. Do we share expenses? Do we jointly own property? Have the two of you thought this through?" I asked.
"Yes, yes, yes, and yes," Vicki responded. "The company I work for has an office just a short commute from your house. I've already inquired about a transfer and was told that it could be arranged. I would get a raise because where you live is more expensive than here."
"But Jenny, won't you feel cheated if I love another woman? I mean, what if I want to spend more time with Vicki? What if we decide to run off together? What if, what if, what if!"
I tossed back half a glass of wine and paced the kitchen.
"I'm not running off with you, jackass. I love my sister, and as you saw, I quite enjoy sex with her. You'll never break our family bond and I will never run off with the man my sister loves!" Vicki responded angrily.
Jenny smiled sweetly, reaching for my hand. I paced to her and she squeezed my hand.
"That's why we want the commitment among the three of us. We'll draw up some kind of legal paperwork that makes it difficult for us to split by intermingling assets and such. We are talking about a commitment for the rest of our lives, Bryan. Just like our wedding vows."
"I love you, Bryan, and I love my sister," Vicki said as she took my other hand, "I want to live with the two of you. I want to enjoy your body as well as my sister's body. I miss her. This morning was the first time in years that we've made love to each other and I don't want to give that up again."
"You've lusted after my sister for years," Jenny said, "you can't tell me you have no feelings for her other than as your sister-in-law."
"No, I don't feel that way. You know how guys are, we think with our dicks. Vicki has always been off-limits, until now. So I fantasized about fucking her, but I never developed feelings. That would be like falling in love with an actress you see in a movie just because you're attracted to her. We've never had a chance to get to know each other in a way that leads to love. We've never had a chance to make up after a fight, to work through relationship issues, or to find common interests. We've done none of the things that people who fall in love do. You can't just snap your fingers and make me fall in love with your sister!"
A look of shock came over Jenny's face, she finally understood.
"Omigod, Bryan, you're so right! I've not allowed you to fall in love, I'm asking you to just suddenly love her. I'm rushing things. I'm sorry."
She burst into tears and ran out of the kitchen. I stood to follow and looked down at Vicki.
"I'm not saying that I'll never love you the way she wants me to, but she's had my heart for so long. I, we, need to find a way to make room for you, and that will take time."
I found Jenny in the guest bedroom, crying into her pillow. I laid next to her and held her until the worst of her crying subsided, then kissed some of her tears away.
"You have to give me time, Jenny. Give me time to get used to this idea of loving another woman. Help me find room in my heart for her because every inch is currently occupied by the love of my life, you. It's going to take some time and effort by all of us. Most of all it's going to take sacrifice by you. Are you ready to give me up a little so that she can have a place in my life? Are you truly ready for that?"
"Yes! I've thought about this for a long time. I --."
"And I've had only a few hours to think about it," I interrupted.
"I'm sorry. I can't fathom how you feel right now. I can see now that I went about this wrong. You need time to develop feelings for her."
"That's all I ask, my love. If this is truly what your heart desires, then I will do my best to give it to you. You know that, don't you?"
She nodded, "Yes, you are so good to me. Too good sometimes. I can't imagine loving anyone el--." She stopped mid-word.
"You can't imagine loving anyone else, I know."
"But I'm asking you to do it, to love someone else. Oh god, I'm such a fool for thinking it would just happen because you are physically attracted to her. Now I understand."
"I locked her out of my heart because I couldn't bear the thought of hurting you. That door has never been opened and it's going to take a lot of work, but I have an idea."
"Of course, you always do," she chuckled softly, "What's your idea this time?"
"When people are looking for love, what do they do? They date. So, my idea is that Vicki and I should date. Let us find the love you want us to have. Let us work on prying open the door to my heart and discovering if there's room for her."
Jenny kissed me. "You are the air I breathe," she whispered, a huge smile gracing her face.
"And you are the air I breathe, you will always be the air I breathe," I smiled back.
We rejoined Vicki in the kitchen. She had another bottle of sparking wine sitting on the table.
"So, do we have a reason to pop this cork?" she asked as we sat at the table with her.
"Maybe," Jenny said, "Bryan helped me realize that my way of doing this isn't going to work. We're trying to skip the 'falling' and go straight to the 'loving'. He's never let himself think about you in that way because he had me and needed to protect his heart against falling for you because he lusted for you. Until now, you've been the woman he dare not fall in love with, so he locked those thoughts out of his heart. What the two of you need is to work on prying open that door by doing the thing that people who are looking for love do. You need to date."
"Date. Seriously?" Vicki asked, rolling her eyes.
"Yes, seriously, Vicki. If we want this to work, and I do want this to work, then you need to get Bryan to fall in love with you. He'll take the lock off the door to his heart, and push from his side, but you need to pull from your side if this is going to happen."
Vicki huffed, "I get it, I do, but dating? Ugh, I always hated dating."
"Well, this time you only have one man to concern yourself with. So dust off your best moves to capture his heart. It's not like you have to seduce him after all."
"And hold off on popping that cork, I don't need any more alcohol if I'm going to drive. I propose a date this evening, dinner and a movie," I interjected, "We might as well get started on this."
"Great idea!" Jenny did a little wiggle in her seat and lightly clapped her hands.
Vicki and I did go to dinner and a movie that night. It was nearly midnight when we returned to her condo. We paused at the door.
"I had a good time, Bryan," she said softly as she stepped in close.
"So did I," I sighed, "May I kiss you?" Classic first date move.
"Not here, the neighbors might see," she giggled, "Would you like to come inside?"
"Yes, but you should know that I don't give it up on the first date. I'm only coming in because that's where my wife is," I chuckled.
She smacked my shoulder, "You romantic."
We stepped inside and I got my goodnight kiss, more passionate than any first date kiss in my life.
"Are you sure you don't want to sleep with me tonight? An older woman might just rock your world," she said with a grin. What a little tease.
"I'm sure you could, but my wife is in there waiting for me. Besides, if memory serves me you had your fill of me this morning."
"Goodnight, lover boy. Give your wife a goodnight kiss for me," and with that she walked quietly to her room, putting a little extra sway in her hips. Before entering her bedroom she looked back and blew me a kiss.
When I slid under the covers next to Jenny I found that she was awake. She snuggled against me, the little spoon to my big spoon.
"How was your date?"
"Nice, I think I'll see her again."
"No sex with her tonight?"
"Not on the first date, do you think I'm some kind of man-whore?" I laughed.
She wiggled against me, said, "I love you," and soon we both drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, the day we were leaving, I again woke with a mouth around my hard cock. This time it was Vicki, but Jenny was lying next to her, watching as Vicki's lips caressed their way up and down my shaft.
"Good morning, my sluts," I croaked.
"Good morning, my sweet hubby," Jenny cheerfully responded, "This morning is a lesson in cocksucking. Just lie back and enjoy, that is, unless you want us to find another cock to use."
"No, no, no. This cock is fine, please proceed with the lesson."
Vicki was the teacher and Jenny was the eager student. Vicki would talk about a technique for pleasing a man, then she would demonstrate, followed by Jenny attempting the technique and Vicki critiquing her. It was a very pleasant experience, and some of the things Vicki taught her were things I'd never experienced. It made me wonder how Vicki learned to be such an exquisite fellatrix. Then I realized the how didn't matter, the why was the important part, and the why was teaching my wife to suck cock like a prostitute. The back and forth between them, first one mouth and then the other, kept me at the edge of cumming for what seemed like forever. It was exquisite torture, dragging moans of approval out of me, and when I particularly liked a technique I let them know with a whispered, "Yes."
I was in a bit of a trance when Vicki smacked my thigh and told me to get up. As I crawled off the bed she laid on her back with her head hanging off the edge. Throat fucking. She smiled up at me and licked her lips.
You know what to do, don't you, stud?"
With that, she opened her mouth and I laid the head of my cock against her upper lip. Jenny knelt on the floor next to me, eyes wide. She looked up at me with a scared look. She knew that I would soon be doing to her what I was going to do to her sister. I felt Vicki tug on my thigh, urging me in. My cock slid easily into her throat. She knew how to relax and accept me. I was transported back to that weekend, Vicki and I were back in the guest room at my house, and my cock was buried in my sister-in-law's throat, her nose rooted at my balls. She held me as her throat spasmed around my shaft briefly, then pressed my thigh signaling me to pull back.
"See Jenny, not so hard. Light touches on his thigh will signal him what you need. Watch again."
Vicki tugged on my thigh again, and again I soon felt her nose parting my balls. Using her hand signals we soon established a rhythm. I watched her throat expand and contract as I fucked her face, but soon I groaned and pulled out. I knew that there was a lesson going on here and if I spilled my seed down my sister-in-law's throat I'd never find out of my wife could take a throat-fucking.
"Time for the student to attempt it!" Vicki squealed as she rolled onto her stomach and reached a hand out to Jenny. "Get up here and let your husband fuck your throat, you little cum slut," she grinned.
Jenny was hesitant. "I can't do that," she whispered, her wide eyes looking at Vicki and then at me.
"You don't know until you try, now get up here and lay on your back. I'll be right here will you," Vicki caressed Jenny's face, ending with her fingers under Jenny's chin, her thumb against Jenny's lips. Her lips parted and Jenny sucked in Vicki's thumb with a moan.
"Have you been working on your gag reflex, little slut?" Vicki asked. I was a bit shocked when Jenny nodded. It seems this had been in the plan for a while, at least long enough that Jenny had a chance to try taking things into the back of her throat. The thought made my cock bounce as I wondered what Jenny had used for training.
Jenny laid on her back and I approached her mouth. Vicki sat on the floor next to us and talked Jenny through her first throat fuck. It took a few attempts, several "hrrck"s and "ackkk"s, and some calming words of encouragement from Vicki, but finally, I entered my wife's throat. A sense of pride swelled in me as her throat opened and took me in for the first time, swelling around the head of my cock. Once we got a rhythm established, the tension melted out of Jenny's body and her throat relaxed even further. Vicki knelt next to her head, whispering dirty words of encouragement. After several minutes, Jenny pushed me away, gasping for breath, and Vicki squealed with delight.
"Oh, little sis, you've just done something for your husband that most women won't do. He is such a lucky fucker, now he has two gorgeous women to swallow all his beautiful cock. The next lesson will be how to let him cum in your throat, but we'll save that for next time. We've been using him for about an hour now, and I bet he's desperate to cum, aren't you, stud?"
All I could do was nod. Vicki pushed me onto the bed and the two of them began sucking and licking my cock. Up and down my shaft they went, taking turns wrapping their lips around the head and twirling their tongue on my glans. It didn't take long before I groaned loudly, ready to burst. Vicki wrapped her lips around the head and her fingers grasped my shaft, jacking me as she licked the head. I spilled ropes of my seed into her warm soft mouth, my cock pulsing between her lips, while Jenny grasped my balls and gently squeezed them. But Vicki didn't swallow. She grasped the back of Jenny's head and pulled her in, pressing their lips together. They opened their mouths and shared a cummy kiss, their tongues swimming in my seed. I lay there in awe as they licked and sucked my semen from each other's tongues. I was now the voyeur, an actor in my wife's porn show. I could hear the wetness of their kiss, the sucking sounds as they cleaned my cum from each other's tongues, and I could smell the scent of my discharge and wet pussies.
Jenny and I returned home that afternoon, but I continued seeing Vicki every couple of weeks. The state capitol sat mid-way between us and we met there for weekends. At first, we booked separate rooms and restricted our sex to either Saturday night or Sunday morning. We were trying to separate our mutual lust from the emotional attachment we were attempting to form. We spent hours talking, visiting parks and museums, things you would do on a date. Eventually, we only booked one room but continued restricting our trysts to one per weekend. Our dating went on for just over a year, with the occasional addition of Jenny so that she and Vicki could satisfy each other. During all this time I made special efforts to show my love to Jenny, particularly after I felt myself beginning to develop feelings for Vicki about six months into our dating.
My sex life had never been this good. Twice a month I would have incredible sex with my sister-in-law, then I would return home and my wife would reclaim me. For the next two weeks, Jenny would have her way with me as often as I would let her. We even incorporated anal and throat-fucking into our repertoire.
After a year, I confessed my love to Vicki. I was ready to commit myself to two women. Vicki put in for the job transfer, and the three of us developed a set of vows. We had a ceremony with just the three of us and a photographer in a park at the state capitol. We now all wear a matching ring on our right ring finger, symbolizing our commitment. After that, Vicki and I continued to date until her transfer came through and she relocated.
I was at Vicki's the day the movers came. It was early August and with the door propped open to make it easy for the movers, it soon became quite warm in the condo. By the time the moving truck left, Vicki and I were covered in a sheen of sweat. As we stood in the doorway watching them leave, headed south toward where Jenny was waiting, I wrapped my arms around Vicki and kissed the back of her neck.
"Mmm, you're a salty wench this morning," I groaned, expanding my kisses to that sensitive spot behind her right ear, "why don't we clean up?"
"Umm, because everything we need to take a shower just left in that truck?"
"Wrong, I packed a bag with everything we need. You'll have to go without makeup for the drive home, but I packed linens, soap, shampoo, a hair dryer,..., everything! I even packed a change of clothes. I have that sundress that I love to see you wear, but I'm afraid I failed to pack any panties."
She smiled and giggled as she grasped my arms and pulled them tighter around her.
"You've thought of everything!"
She turned around in my arms and melted against me as she offered her lips. I gladly accepted the offering and gently bit her lower lip before pressing against them. Our tongues met, just the tips, and our breaths became quicker.
"Why don't I rail you up against the kitchen counter one last time?"
"Oh, fuck. Yesss," she moaned, then stepped back and dropped her shorts, kicking them to the side, "Hard and fast, make me scream."
She kicked her shoes off then peeled her panties down and stepped out of them. I did the same. We were naked from the waist down and my cock was already bouncing in the air. She slipped one hand between her thighs and then offered me her fingers.
"I'm already wet for you, I have been all morning, so just take me," she whispered. She quickly moved into the kitchen and lay over the counter, "Fuck me hard, Bryan."
I moved behind her, grasped my shaft, and drug my crown between her generous lips. She was most certainly wet. Maybe it was sweat, maybe it was her excitement, I didn't care. In one long thrust, I was buried inside my sister-in-law once again and it felt amazing. I grabbed her hips and took a couple of slow strokes, then began to speed up. Soon the sounds of slapping flesh mixed with her moans, and my balls were slapping against her clit.
"Oh, god, yes! Fuck me, fuck me hard! Ahhhhh!"
"Mmm, you feel so good wrapped around my cock. I could fuck you every day!"
"Of, fuck, YES! I'd love that, having your cock in me every day. I'm not sure Jenny would approve but I sure as fuck would love it! YES! Oh, god, yes! Fuck me harder, Bryan. Drive your cock into me. Ahhhhh! Bryyyyyaaannnnnn!"
"Unnngghhh! I groaned as I spilled my seed deep inside her, cumming along with her. After my cock stopped throbbing I could still feel her tunnel spasming around me. The sounds of slapping flesh were replaced with the panting and moaning of two satisfied lovers, and the splat of my cum on the floor as I pulled o out of her."
She turned and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss.
"I love you, Bryan. I have loved you for years. It's so freeing to be able to finally admit it. You complete me in a way that Greg never could, mentally, emotionally, and sexually."
"So let's use that when we want to express our love. Jenny and I say, you are the air I breathe, so let's say, you complete me. I feel that too, you fill a hole in my life that I didn't even realize existed. When we first had sex, it became clear that I had a desire for more than Jenny could give me. And when I opened my heart to you, my love for you just came naturally. I'm convinced that the three of us are going to have a wonderful life together. I love you, Vicki. You complete me."
We took our time in the shower, soaping and rinsing each other. It didn't take long for my cock to stir again, but I knew there was no way I could orgasm so soon. Still, I entered her again and slowly fucked her under the spray. She held herself tight against me and made soft mewing sounds as I felt her quiver on my cock, a soft gentle cum.
The three of us bought a house together. It has two master suites on opposite sides of the house so that I can spend a night with each sister alone, and we converted part of the basement into our playroom where the three of us have sex together. A couple of years after we began our household, both Vicki and Jenny came to me with a request, they wanted to become pregnant. For the next six months, I serviced both sisters as often as possible. You might think that would be a dream, but by the time they both got pregnant, I felt like a gigolo. And there had been no blowjobs, we had to make sure all my precious seed went toward impregnating them. It was rough for me, dealing with two pregnant women, but nothing like dealing with two screaming babies, one boy, and one girl. We decided to raise them as brother and sister, though they were also cousins.
Author's note: Thanks to those of you who have followed this story. If you've read all the episodes then you must have appreciated the journey of Brian, Jenny, and Vicki. Though this is the end, I am considering writing some bonus episodes that are asides to the main story.